Jessica Lucas as Lily Ford in Cloverfield (2008)

I just saw a story on AO3 tagged "pet p!ay"

TIK TOK MUST BE STOPPED BEFORE IT DESTROYS LANGUAGE

Ok, unless something's going on I'm not aware of (extremely likely), I gotta point out the term "Pet Play" is significantly older than Tik Tok, or most of its userbase for that matter.

Yeah, I'm not mad about using the term "pet play". That's a perfectly fine term. I'm mad because they didn't use that term: they used "pet p!ay", a censored version

Oh. Oh gawd I missed that. Objection withdrawn, that is objectively terrible.

To anybody who is new to posting on ao3, if you’re using a tag you have to use the correct spelling of that tag. People aren’t going to type in every version of a censored word to hide or look for your content 

For everyone new to tumblr, the same rule applies to tumblr too.

You cannot censor your tags! Censored tags cannot be block or filtered. Censoring tags HARMS your audience, it does not protect them

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget

y’all

Break Me Down - Part 12

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.

Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them… [18+ only! Rated M]

**Start from the beginning: Prologue

Word Count: 5,700 Tags/Warnings: Violence and peril, angst central, a touch of PTSD, and a surprise ending… 

Part 12: All Your Wicked Ways

Something was wrong. 

It was a gut instinct, but yours was far too often right. 

Ben had been sleeping for a long time. After he’d fallen asleep yesterday, you did shortly after from the combination of fatigue, pain from your broken ribs, and the painkillers in your system. 

But even after your keepers had woken you with a tray of food, Ben still hadn’t woken up.

“Ben?” you tried calling to him, but he didn’t rouse from where he laid in his cot, one arm pillowed behind his head and the other across his stomach.

You got up, your pain making you slow as you made sounds of struggle. 

YESS ITS HAPPENING! I got so excited when I saw the notification omg! Also sorry I only just got to it, work is assaulting me with shifts 🤣 BUT LETS GET INTO THIS BITCH!

“But even after your keepers had woken you with a tray of food, Ben still hadn’t woken up.” — So we’re kicking it off with some angst, yeah? 🥺🤚

“His face scrunched a little, but your voice couldn’t penetrate the Novichok haze—the poison being pumped into his cell to dull his senses and keep him too drowsy to function.” —His fear of not waking up after falling asleep really came true oh godddd 😩 nah nah knowing you, you’re trying to scare me and in actuality mans is probably just having a SUPERB nap/sex dream!

““What the hell are you doing?” you shouted. Panic trilled down your spine as the guards fitted themselves with special suits and gas masks.” — Oh god we ARE kicking it off with angst! I hope my heart remains in tact by the end of this chapter…

“You struggled against the stern grip of the guard holding you and shouted, “Ben, wake up!” Between your voice and the commotion outside his door, he started to rouse.” — THERE WE GO! Wake up and SAVE YOUR GIRL! I mean idk how you’d do it from in there but I trust your resourcefulness…

“Once he saw you being manhandled against your will, his fury sparked. “Hey!” he barked. He managed to rise off his cot and draw himself to his feet.” — His protectiveness has me swooning, now he just needs to hulk out and overcome all odds to save her! 😅

“He saw the mask coming towards his face, and the well of panic, hearing your distressed yelling of his name—it gave him the strength to break the chain of men holding him down.” — The way he’s motivated more by her distress then his fear speaks volumes to me.

“You raised the gun at your next attacker—Frenchie, who raised up his hands in friendly surrender.” — Ah fuck we know what this means, she and Ben won’t be running off together because of the judgemental squad smh 🤚

“You looked past him and watched as Kimiko, M.M., Annie, Hughie, and Butcher took out the rest of the guards.” — You really dangled them escaping together right before my eyes, only to snatch it away 😭

““Worked for us once, before you tried to double-cross me,” Ben said.” — I mean he’s not wrong… he held up his promise, Butcher’s the one who turned on him… 🫣 Ben defender for life!

“Someone jumped on his back. He heard you shout, but before he could rip off the hanger on, Kimiko slipped the mask over his face and deployed a heavy dose of nerve gas.” — KIMIKO YOU SLAG! This whole team (except Annie and Hughie) is on my cranky list now!

“Still, M.M. looked at you like he didn’t even know you.” — Get off of that high horse of yours M.M., Soldier Boy is a DISH! 😩

““How do you explain fucking him?” he asked.” — He’s hot as fuck, that’s how.

““But for all his arrogance, his chauvinism, his massive ego and general bastardry, there’s still humanity in Ben,” you said, looking up at your team.” — Awww look at her standing up for her pookie 🥹🫶

““I’m sorry my kidnapping inconvenienced you,” you remarked.” — THE SASS!!! THATS MY GIRL!!!

“Saying those words stung. Like you were somehow betraying yourself.” — I understand why she feels like she’s betraying herself, but I also get that it’s very necessary for her to phrase everything like this. Grace wouldn’t tolerate it if she tried standing up for the good person deep within SB.

““And to that end, I will be checking in on Ben,” you replied. “He’s a person, not a weapon or a lab rat.”” — I wish Ben could see her now and the way that she’s going to bat for him 😭💖

““And what’s your body count, agent?” you challenged. “Have they all been sanctioned kills?”” — FUCKEN OATH!!!! PREACH IT BABY DOLL!!

““I may not have your security clearance, your power, or your money,” you said. “But I’ve got a big fucking mouth. So unless you want me to use it, my clearance now includes seeing Ben.”” — Oh how I love her, nothing will get between her and her man 😏 her devotion is something I reckon Ben would appreciate.

“Ben himself was strapped to a bed, with a mask held over his face.” — This breaks my heart, but yeah like you mention, at least it’s not the coffin looking tube thingo.

“Then, with a burst of force, he took the plate and tossed it as hard as he could into one of the glass walls.” — Homeboy I get that your cranky, but you need to mellow out.

““You’re just going to leave me in here?” he asked in disbelief. And you thought you could read a throughline of hurt behind his eyes. “I saved you…shit, I’ve lost count how many times now. And still, you fucking betrayed me.”” — um Ben what the actual fuck, I mean yeah you’re a paranoid twat but do you expect one ordinary human to go up against the entire organisation PLUS two Supe’s.

““I’m not going to justify my actions to you, M.M. I know what he’s done, especially to you," you said. "But he didn’t just let me live. He protected me, saved me, more than once. From his own men even. And…he was kind to me, in his own way. I have to think that counts for something.”” — This right here feels like such a crucial moment because she’s not deluding herself about what he’s done, she’s not trying to ignore how horrible he’s been or anything of the sort. But through all of the tender moments and actions he’s shown to her, she’s built a connection. Because she knows he didn’t have to do anything that he did, but he did it anyway.

““What the hell is wrong with you!” came your sister’s sharp voice.” — Lil sis is gonna kick her ASS for the stress she went through lmao!

“His finger tapped on his arm, but he didn’t relent. “Selling out is selling out.”” — It’s a shame he doesn’t have a brother we can spitefully fuck, seeing as how he’s being irrational.

““If this is your idea of doing me a fucking favor, then I don’t need it,” he said angrily. “I don’t need a naive little girl like you to help me do jack shit.”” — MOTHERFUCKER! He’s really just lashing out at her huh? I mean I get it but… dude she’s the only hope you have 🤣

““You know what?” you said, grabbing your muffin and your fold-up chair. “Suck my dick, Ben. When you’re ready to talk to me like a human being, tap on the glass.”” — YES! Good on her for saying that!

OMG THIS CHAPTER WAS PHEWWW! AND THAT ENDING?? OMG FRANK IS ALIVE GUYS FRANK IS ALIVE!!!! I’m literally so happy about this I’m so so happy, I should’ve known you wouldn’t kill daddy Frank like that! Even though Ben is being a sensitive prick atm, I can see exactly why he’s acting out. I love that way you’re handling his reaction to the situation, and as irrational as his thinking is, it makes full sense! So so keen to see where this goes, especially now that Frank is back in the picture!

i do im celebrating my dogs birthday

shes turning 2

I’m also celebrating your dogs birthday

celebrating tumblr user heartseeker’s dog’s birthday on the fourth everyone

something im noticing is the redditors are just commenting on everything via reblogs with reckless abandon. and its so funny bc thats how youre MEANT to use this fucking website but we've trained ourselves out of it somehow.

I feel like a fucking chimp raised in a lab let out into the wild and just doing shit without understanding wtf is going on because I was raised to click the button to get cookie

look, that one's trying to upvote

Home Cooking | Dean x Reader

Summary: Now that you and Dean have a daughter, living at the bunker with Sam means you get to be more domestic, to varying degrees of success. Dean learns to enjoy your attempts at cooking.  

Pairing: Dean x Female Reader  Word Count: 1,214 Warnings: Implied sexy times, mostly fluff

Sure, Sam’s got the whole brooding nerd thing covered. He could tell you about a piece of art modeled off some technique people came up with centuries ago, and come up with math in his head faster than Dean can eat a Snickers (and Dean proudly owns a record of 3.6 seconds). Hell, between Sam and Charlie, they could probably hack into the Pentagon if you give them twenty-four hours.

So yeah, the guy knows a lot of shit about a lot of shit. But Dean likes to think he knows some shit too.

He may not have his brother’s IQ, but he knows how to read people. He knows when something’s not on the up and up, can watch people lie and maneuver them right where he needs them to get a breakthrough on a job. He’s seen a couple hundred species of monster in his life, and he’s cut up a few hundred. Maybe a thousand.

He sees more blood and gruesome gore than he cares for.

Maybe that’s why he stops, and can’t help but watch you cook. 

He thinks you do it out of habit, from when it was just the two of you, plus your infant daughter in that house for a year. When he thought Sam was in Hell. — They had a lil bubba 🥺🫶

It’s also what makes you their sniper shot on the hunt, and damn-near elegant at carving up monsters. — Get yourself a girl who can do both 👌

“Fuck you, Dean. I know what the hell I’m doing!” you gripe at him, pretending to be annoyed by his presence while scooping a burger patty out of the boiling oil. — This is me fr!

“Let me know when to break out the ice,” he adds, hiding a grin behind his newspaper. — Fun fact, ice is apparently bad to use on burns because it holds the heat in.

And more often than not, it’s the three of them that get stuck with the mess of exploded oil afterward, when you so conveniently pull the “our baby girl wants me to read to her before bed” card. — Well if they’ve got such a problem with the mess, they can always do the cooking themselves 🤣 and I stand by her! In my house, whoever cooks doesn’t clean, so YOU GO GURL!

“And there’s a surprise dessert…just promise you won’t steal any from your daughter’s plate this time.” You send him a pointed look. “She’s just as sensitive as you are with your food.” — This took me tf out 💀 of course Dean would steal pie off of his child, and of COURSE that child would be as sensitive as Dean about it! 🤣

The candle on top throws him off, though. He didn’t even remember… — Omg that’s so cute, THATS SO CUTE! I mean it’s sad he forgot, but it’s cute she surprised him!

“Ready for your real present?” — She says suggestively with crusted tomato in her hair and oil burns on her skin 🤣

This is such a cute little one shot omg! So domestic and sweet!

Talk Bacon to Me | Dean x Reader

Summary: A rare lazy morning where you feel like pestering Dean a little. He objects to being pestered, but ultimately, you both just want to spend some time together.

Pairing: Dean x Female Reader Word Count: 2800 Warnings: None

After roughly an hour of rare quiet in which Dean continued to flip through newspapers, you looked up from the book you were reading.

You stretched out on the dingy couch you were both occupying; for once it was made out of frayed leather and not the usual moth-eaten fabric that usually passed as furniture at the motels you stayed at.

You stared at Dean’s concentrated profile from where he sat at the far end of the couch.

It was a good view.

Three-weeks’ worth of stubble on such a defined jawline was worth the extra few seconds of ogling, but even you could only stare at your boyfriend for so long before his handsome profile became blurry.

Evidently, you were bored.

You sighed, the not-on-purpose (on purpose) kind. 

It didn’t even get his eyes off the page. Knowing Dean, if it wasn’t from his “secret” stash of porn (stored under the cache of weapons in Baby’s trunk; real clever by the way), whatever he was reading couldn’t be that interesting, could it?

WOOHH my petty side really reared itself while reading this LMAOOO 🤣

Me at Dean;

“There’s half a ham sandwich in the mini fridge.” — Excuse you Dean but being bored doesn’t equal being hungry 🤣

No, there was a science experiment in the fridge. You didn’t trust meat cooked by a supernatural joy buzzer on steroids, let alone two-week-old meat cooked by a ‘roided up kid’s prank. — Very wise, because I wouldn’t trust that either bleh!

“Here,” he said, and tossed you a folded newspaper underneath the one he was reading. “Look through that. See if there’s anything that sounds like our kind of gig.” — Dean’ solution to free time = hunting… NOT ON MY WATCH!

Dean rolled his eyes and chose to ignore you, even as you began to drum your nails again, this time on the book sitting on your lap. — this is very on brand for me as a person lmao

“But that would require effort,” you whined, and rolled onto your side, teasing him with the curve of your ass in the spandex shorts you often wore to bed. — HELP WHY IS THIS ME! I feel very called out omfg 😩

“Guess who’s not givin’ any fucks today?” — Let’s see if you keep that same attitude when I fuck your tall younger brother 🫨

“Get your ass off the couch before I kick you off,” he said gruffly, turning back to his newspaper. — imma bout to kick this dudes ass!

“Been called worse.” — You ever been called dick nugget McGee?

“Not as exercise, Dean. Just walk with me, talk with me,” you implored. — Yeah Dean, yknow, get out of that stuffy room and indulge in something ordinary for once with your girlfriend damn.

“Goddamn it. Can’t you see I’m working on something here? Does it have to be right fuckin’ now?” he snapped. He slipped his arm out of your grip, clearly not in the mood for your antics. — THATS IT LETS GO AND FUCK SAM, THEN WE’LL SEE HOW HE LIKES THAT! Maybe that’ll offer him some motivation 😒

“Where d’you think you’re going?” he drawled. — Not him acting like he wasn’t being an ass just a millisecond ago 🤚 The way that my petty and very temperamental ass woulda started a fight and probably gone to get kidnapped on purpose or somethin out of pure spite 🤣

“I said to get your ass off the couch,” he recalled. — it’s giving Ross Geller vibes.

“Okay, let’s go then.” He shoved the newspapers to the side and went for his leather jacket draped on a nearby chair. — Man he’s sooo lucky I’m not able to jump into the story and spitefully fuck his brother just for switching up like a mf 💀

Instead of arguing further, you decided you would ignore him if he was going to be a dick about it. — You’re doing great sweetie! 🫶

“Don’t be so pissy,” Dean said. He slid his hands in his pockets and despite his longer stride, he set a sedate pace. — says the asshole who was just getting temperamental about his girlfriend wanting to spend time with him 💀🤚

Your lips were in an angry (but kind of adorable) pout, and he had the urge to bite that lower lip like you had earlier at the motel room, when he’d nearly let you pin him on the couch. — You do that slugger, but whatever violent actions follow isn’t my fault 🤷‍♀️

He could appreciate that you wanted to spend some time alone, where you weren’t talking about, or doing anything hunting related. He was just, admittedly, a little slow on the uptake. — How am I able to sympathise with Soldier Boy more then Dean 🤣 like seriously, SB is a terrible person and yet I concede more for him then for Dean in this moment LMAOOO!! I guess bc there’s nowhere to go but up from being a kidnap victim 🤣🤣

I adore your writing as per usual, and I’m keen to read more of your Dean stuff 🫶

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Break Me Down - Part 11

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.

Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them… [18+ only! Rated M]

**Start from the beginning: Prologue

AN: Happy Father's Day and early Juneteenth! In honor of the holiday weekend, here's an early chapter update. 😘

Word Count: 4,000 Tags/Warnings: Violence and peril, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

Part 11: The Lion’s Den

“Where is she?” Ben asked, once he and Frank were loaded in the car. 

Loco and his team had to stay behind as their distraction for escape. If they weren’t slaughtered, they’d be taken into custody. 

Ben knew he could’ve wasted all of them, Butcher, his team, the CIA, but the nuclear power in his chest had refused to cooperate…

Anyway, Black Noir hadn’t been there. So it was all the more useless to stick around. The real plan was with you, and he was very surprised that you’d stuck to it…but maybe he shouldn’t have been.

“She was brought to the Tower,” Frank informed him.

I feel the need to start this off by saying that YOU GAVE ME A WHOLE ASS HEART ATTACK! I legit felt like a terrible person for forgetting about fathers day, but it turns out that the US fathers day is different from Australia's. Ours is in September 😭 ANYWAY ONTO THE MAIN COURSE!

“Where is she?” Ben asked, once he and Frank were loaded in the car. — We love a man who has his priorities straight!

Frank was already on his way up to you, but it would take him time with Vought security crawling all over them. — Daddy Frank is coming to save us and punish that asshat Jon WOOH!! (catch the reference?) 😏

He wanted to know for sure what lied underneath it, if it was actually the Noir he knew. Or if it was something else entirely. — AHHHH is this the moment of truth? Lmao NOPE! You just love tormenting all of us readers don’t you. DON’T YOU? 🥺 

But Noir twisted with superior reflexes and flipped Ben hard over his shoulder. In the process, he ripped off Ben’s helmet. His brown hair hung over his brows as he pushed to his feet, deliberately taking his time. — This chapter is mixing together a cocktail of anxiety and anticipation within me! Ben’s new power aside, he and, what I can only assume is a faux Noir, are feeling very evenly matched. ‘Checkerboard’ is the only thing giving me comfort, otherwise I wouldn’t put it past you to give me more heartache then I can handle and have SB not save her from Jon the Jackass in time 🥺 That’s my only comfort in this.

He heard you on the floor above. And you were fighting someone. — That’s good, it means she’s not unconscious, nor is she being shipped off to some unknown location! She’s a badass and I firmly believe she’s gonna kick the shit out of that useless father of hers!

His insides felt molten when the power collected, and finally released at his target. — That feels like such an interesting but accurate take on his powers. Because I honestly can’t imagine that it would feel anything less than this.

Noir covered himself at the last moment with a piece of fallen debris (a half-crumbled wall), but it only created a small buffer. The force of the blast itself pushed him down the hall and through the side of the building. — Damn, does that mean he would still have his powers? He’s a slinky motherfucker, that’s for sure.

You were battered, with blood dribbling down the corner of your mouth from a particularly bad hit. You were still standing though. — THAT’S OUR GIRL! YES YES YES WE LOVE TO SEE IT! When I read that last sentence my mind instantly started playing ‘I’m Still Standing”.

“You’ve gotten soft,” Jon remarked. — Excuse you Jon, but I don’t recall anyone saying that you could open your stupid ass mouth with your irrelevant and FALSE words. Why don’t you sit your bitchass down and light yourself on fire or something idk, GO WALK ON SOME LEGOS!

“I gave you time to come around, and this is what you did with it,” he said, shaking his head. “Disappointing.” — LISTEN HERE JON YOU DIPSHIT, THE ONLY DISAPPOINTING THING IS THAT MY FOOT ISN’T UP YOUR ASS! LEAVE MY POOKIE ALONE, SHE’S A BEAUTIFUL BABY GIRL WHO NEEDS TO BE LOVED!

He squeezed with enough pressure that it wouldn’t crush your windpipe, but it was sure to knock you out eventually. You slapped and clawed at his hand, but he only shushed you. — SURELY FRANK OR BEN ARE GONNA SWOOP IN RIGHT ABOUT NOW? SURELY! SOMEBODY SAVE HER OH GOD!

Tears leaked from your eyes when you looked up and found Ben. His helmet was missing, and he wore a furious, steely frown. — OH FUCK YES THAT’S FUCKING RIGHT! The amount of RELIEF I felt when the grip on her throat disappeared, and I wasn’t sure if it was Frank or Ben but I’m SO GLAD THAT IT’S BEN! Because now it’s another positive memory she get’s to keep in the bank of emotional conflict!

To your surprise, he tucked his shield on his back and bent down to scoop you up into his arms. You cringed, uttering an agonized sound when he tried to move you. Ben hesitated. Looking down at you, some of his anger drained. He made a slower ascent as he straightened to his full height. — Oh gosh he’s so gentle with her that it melts my heart. He’s probably thinking ‘this wouldn’t have happened if you were on V’ or something like that. What’s the bet he’ll bring it up sometime down the track as a point for why she should be on V 🤣

“What are you, some kind of hero?” you managed to quip, offering a small smile. Ben glanced down at you, and gradually smirked. “Something like that.” — Oh god my heart is a puddle of adoration for these two at this point 🥺 I adore their dynamic so so much!

“Hold on,” he murmured. His lips briefly pressed to the crown of your head. “We’re getting the fuck outta here.” Your eyes closed at the tender touch, and a few more tears spilled down your cheeks. — IT CAN GET BETTER! YOU SOMEHOW MADE THIS MOMENT EVEN MORE PERFECT AHHH! That little head kiss is AMAZING and it feels so beautifully placed! This little moment is surely going to plague her, how tender and attentive he can be towards her. The little things that he does to show that he cares.

“Just relax,” he said, a deep rumble. But there was a soothing note to it, you thought. Or maybe, you just liked the sound of his voice. — Honestly probably a bit of both. I wholeheartedly believe that he has a desire to soothe her, and I also believe that his voice in general is something that she’s starting to find comfort in (at least when he’s not being a dick lmao). I feel like moments like these are when she takes a certain solace in how tender he is capable of being.

“Get her out of here,” Ben ordered. With a nod, Frank carried you back the way he came, towards the staircase. You tried to peer over his shoulder. “He shouldn’t face Noir alone,” you said, even though every breath was a challenge with the sharp pain in your chest. — HOW DO YOU DO THAT? With your writing, even the smallest things make me want to tear up because everything you write feels intentional and purposeful.

It was ice cold. So frigid that it extinguished the heat that had been building in his chest, but it wasn’t diffusing his power completely…it just made it even harder to control. — wait wHAT? Holy shit YOU’VE JUST THROWN ME OFF BALANCE AGAIN! How many twists can you possibly throw at me? And even though you’ve pulled so many, I STILL NEVER SEE THEM COMING! HOLY SHIT YOU’RE AN AMAZING WRITER!

“We can up the dose, put you to sleep indefinitely,” Stan replied. — I can’t imagine what that sentence would make Ben feel. If I were him, I would probably have a panic attack because holy shit that would be terrifying. Especially because of his extended lifespan.

“Until he isn’t,” Ben snarked. If he thought about it, that was something you would say. Maybe your penchant for smart-ass remarks had gotten into his head. — Awww they’re both rubbing off on each other. I love these subtle details!

“It was a breakthrough project. Temporarily destabilizes the energy you generate when you charge up like a Power Puff Girl.” Stan thought for a moment, then inclined his head. “A reference, I realize, which may be lost on you.” — LMAOOOOO! YOU SAW THE OPPORTUNITY AND YOU TOOK IT! This is why I love you, you never fail to make me laugh! 🤣

Stan stepped back and revealed the cell right across the hall. Through the window, Ben could see you, lying unconscious on a shitty cot in similar gray pajamas. His brows crunched as he narrowed his eyes, trying to peer in closer. You looked like you’d been bandaged up, at least. — I mean… at least they’re together?

But you softened when you found Ben through the large glass window, in a cell of his own. He was sitting on his bed, arms crossed, with his back against the wall. His eyes found yours, and his lips twitched. “Hey, sweetheart.” — THE DETAIL! YOU NEVER MISS A SINGLE DETAIL! The way she softened and how his lips twitched, those are such small things but they feel like so much more then that!

“Go slow,” he warned. “Bet you’re missing that Temp. V right about now.” — There it is 🤣

You were stubborn about waiting on Ben, even considered going back for him. — My brain is malfunctioning omg we are getting FED! You are absolutely NOURISHING ME WITH THE RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPMENT! In spite of her own safety, she held out for an indestructible man. She truely does care about him and we all know it.

That was when the shot rang out, hitting Frank point blank in the chest. — NO WAIT WHAT! You had to know that this would give me emotional whiplash, you HAD to know. You killed Daddy Frank, how could you? This right here punched me in the THROAT! Even though he was her captor, he was a better father figure to her than Jon ever was. And the guilt that this is going to leave her with will kill me.

Because if he fell asleep now, there was no telling when he’d wake up. And fuck if Ben would ever admit to the panic he felt welling up into his chest. — I knew you would touch on these feelings, I can always count on you giving us a glimpse into his head and you never disappoint. I couldn’t ever begin to image the distress that he would be feeling about this. For all he knows, he could wake up after the duration of a whole average lifespan. He could wake up to a world where she’s already dead and buried.

“Tickle its balls,” Ben said. Your answering snort deepened his smile into a smirk. — We can always count on Ben to make things dirty 🤣

Ben rested a hand on his chest, but when his mirth died down, he realized just how tired he was. Still, he wasn’t ready to let go of this. His connection with you tethered him to reality, even if reality sucked dick right now. — This moment that they’re having together feels like a very important milestone in their relationship development, the way he’s acknowledging her as his tether to reality feels crucial. My heart aches for him, especially if he’s considered the possibility that if he falls asleep, then he might never see her again, even when he wakes up.

Every extended note was painful, but it was worth it to see his face relax. — This is such a beautiful moment in spite of the circumstances, and now I’m so so anxious for what’s going to happen next.

“Tell Maintenance to cut the water, and then a section of the pipes.” — Oh god, and the punches keep coming!

HELL YEAH, ANOTHER FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC UPDATE ON ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SERIES!! First of all, allow me to say that you absolutely ATE THIS UP as per usual! SO THAT WAS A LOT TO TAKE IN! So much happened, and I can’t believe you killed Frank. That one hurt! 😭 But I at least feel fed and nourished with the moments that Ben and reader shared. It really does feel like their bond has gone to the next level. Their little back and forth of bad jokes, and those moments of concern for the others wellbeing. The way she put herself at risk for him, knowing that she was on deaths door and he's pretty much indestructible? I’m so excited to see what you’ve got planned for them next! 🫶💖

Love footage of me trying to process everything:

sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”

So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.

And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.

twitter: currently owned by techbro pissman

tumblr: actively removing functionality and bloating the interface with things nobody uses

discord: being retooled by ex-Meta management who don't understand the appeal of the platform

youtube: neutered by advertisers and algorithms and also tiktokification

reddit: half of the site is down due to protests about the removal of third-party API support

facebook: my mom is on there

Break Me Down - Part 10

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x Female Reader

Summary: You’re a private investigator by trade, but now you happily sit at a desk — leading a surveillance team at Supe Affairs. After managing to end Homelander in New York, Soldier Boy escapes custody. You are recruited for the manhunt, joining Butcher’s team.

Truly, you joined the S.A. for the right reasons. But after you become his accidental hostage, Soldier Boy will break down every single one of them… [18+ only! Rated M]

**Start from the beginning: Prologue

AN: Song inspo for this one is “Caught In the Balance” by Toto!

Word Count: 5,300 Tags/Warnings: Violence, hints of past trauma, hurt/comfort, angst, and a (mean) cliffhanger...

Part 10: Caught in the Balance

“Christ on a cross,” Ben muttered. 

He was just trying to start his morning with some huevos rancheros. 

He hid behind a mask of impassiveness, while his stomach turned at the sight of the open cooler Frank had been forced to show him.

NOOOOO!!! I mean at least it wasn’t Frank, but still, Saul was basically the wine aunt of the crew and you’ve stomped on my heart by killing him off 🥺

He’s so smitten omg, I live for cute little moments like these between them. It really does cement that he’s falling for her heh.

I didn’t realise that Ben could be so poetic 😂

It’s so painful watching her bury her feelings and concerns for him. I understand why she’s doing it, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less less 😩

Her feelings are so so valid. And it’s easy to forget that she’s literally their captive, and that no matter how much we love Ben (and especially Frank), they’re her captors. I feel like I’m getting stockholm-ed too.

OH MY GOODNESS! This is so hard because we know he’s lashing out because he feels hurt by her and her avoidance, but at the same time, he’s really taking the cheap shots and using her regrets as ammunition against her.

I love this aspect of their growing bond, because she really does understand SB, and she’s really able to see beyond his stoic mask. She has an understanding of him.

OH SHIT! Entering from stage left is the shitty father who should go and eat glass.

This is probably not meant to be as significant as my brain is making it out to be, but I just adore this moment.

THIS MADE ME WHEEZE! She’s probably the only person who could get away with saying that. Whenever he gives her a dark look, I always think “dude why even bother, you’re not gonna do anything to actually hurt her because she’s your pookie” and I love it!

NOOO THIS WAS HIS CHANCE, this was his chance to have a moment with her and prove that he’s not just a complete motherfucker *crying emoji* WE COULD’VE HAD IT ALLLLLLLL!

I love that you give us a view into what’s going on in his head too, because it really helps to flesh out his character and it adds depth to not just him but their moments together. Seeing his perspective really helps to cement their development through this story, to see how they’re both affected by the other. It really serves to humanise him while maintaining that Soldier Boy key quality.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but this is giving me the sense that somewhere in the very back of his mind, he’s starting to latch his hopes and dreams onto her. I feel like another reason he loves the idea of her being on V is because it could extend her lifespan, meaning there’s a chance he could finally have something meaningful in his life that won’t end up leaving/abandoning him. He’s got nothing, and so I have a feeling that somewhere deep down, he’s starting to see her as someone he could potentially have the things he wants with.

NO STOP BECAUSE THIS LITERALLY MELTED MY HEART! I absolutely adore them oh my god he’s so soft for her!



This really does resonate with him as a character, and I am in awe of how you seem to encapsulate him and his behaviour so well. Everything he does feels so so true to who he is, and I can always see it stem back to his already established traits.

You’re really giving me the feels with this one. He cares about her so much, because if he didn’t he wouldn’t waste his time doing something as menial as this sweet moment. 

I got whiplash going from that tender moment where he was soothing her, to this *laughing emoji* I almost forgot that she wasn’t exactly a participant in that moment.

It feels like he has a subconscious instinct to protect her. The way his first move is to ensure her safety just warms my heart.

I let out a snicker when I read this lmao, gotta love Butcher.

It’s moments like these that I’m forced to remember that our beloved father Frank is kinda once of the captors… ignorance sure is bliss. Also I saw someone say in a reblog of the other chapter that she picture Frank Castle, and now I can’t stop seeing it!

Pookie, I’m pretty sure that he could never regret saving you, he adores you too much. AHHH THIS IS KILLING ME, and now I’m starting to want her to become a Supe in the future because I can see the pain he would be in when she died, because he would without a doubt outlive her.

I’m pretty sure that it got fucked into her... if you catch my drift.

OHHHH SHIIIIIIIT!!!!! HERE WE GO GUYS, SHIT’S HIT THE FAN!

Brb just gotta go and plan her wedding with Ben because they’re soulmates (real because they told me) and they need to live happily ever after or else I’ll cry.

HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT! This chapter was INTENSE oh my god how could you leave it off on that kind of hanger oh my god!! I don’t even know where to start, my brain is literally malfunctioning so I’ll keep it brief. This chapter had me in my absolute feels for so many different reasons, and it really had me gobsmacked with the turns it took. They may have not fucked in this chapter, but I love it just as much as the ones where they do! I’m so excited to see what you’ve got in store to rip my soul out in the next one!

are you a “filters tags from my mutual’s new obsession” Tumblr user or are you a “learns about their new obsession (semi-forcefully) by osmosis” Tumblr user

there is a correct answer

#i would never filter the tags from your obsession without first learning enough by osmosis to determine that i cannot fucking stand it (via @unopenablebox​)

To whatever intern is running the SAW Twitter account I hope you get that raise because this tweet is actually deranged

SUPERNATURAL 5.02

Also: while we’re doing checkpoints, make sure you’re on WiFi and not data

And unclench your jaw

If you need to use the bathroom you have to do that now

Please get that drink of water and remember your meds

If you can’t remember the last time you showered/brushed your teeth here’s your sign to try and do those today

Set an alarm for tomorrow if you need to!

Eat something for the love of god